There were flames flickering in those blue eyes.Cullis's spine froze solid. It felt like a bucket of ice water had been poured down his back. Even now...it felt like the chill was spreading out along his blood vessels, sending crystalline tendrils of ice right into his bowels. He couldn't look away. Hidden in her eyes was an endless black abyss filled with raging fires and countless lost souls screaming in eternal torment. He couldn't look away. Her gaze held him and dragged him closer, ever. " she said.***The next day was Friday. I showed up at 7:28 (and 38 seconds, according to my watch). She was waiting for me at the door. She was dressed in one of her short black skirts, with a top that showed off her cleavage. I was very turned on, as always when she dressed up. Her long black hair fell onto her shoulders, and moved in waves as she turned her head. I followed her into the house, and to the back bedroom.On the bed was a cardboard box. She pointed to it, then started talking to. I'm in the mood for love... I'm in the mood-I'm in the mood... Oh Lord I'm in the mood for love... An instrumental break followed and then came the voice of Samantha Carson over the public speaker calling my name and ticket number. I knew to raise my hand, and when I did two security guards appeared at my side and after the first had taken my ticket as confirmation at least a half dozen girls, including the blonde girlfriend of the guy who had first had his hands all over my Vikki, began to. I like your company. Hey, the home team is winning now,” he said pointing to the forgotten game. I was only interested in looking at him, not the TV. But I had to play the part of a straight guy in a straight bar or risk getting both of our asses beat. “Great, I want them to win the game or at least cover the point spread so I can collect on all my bets,” I said. “What kind of money are we talking about Buddy?” he asked “About five hundred bucks I think,” I replied watching the game more.